"Orson group?"

"Yes, the order was signed by the first lady at that time. This batch of goods is" I know, so I said that if Mr. Bai is not satisfied, we can deal with it according to the breach of contract. "

White Mo cold Mou color suddenly Er dark down: "reason. This cooperation should not be a loss to Gong. "

"I know."

"Then why? Xiaoyou, is it because of me? You just don't want to have anything to do with me? " White ink cold suddenly stood up, eyes in a anger, a heartache, a disappointment. Xiaoyou bit his lower lip and looked away: "this is the decision of the company. I don't think I need to tell Mr. Bai. Today, just to tell president Bai that since it can't be solved in private, we have to go through legal procedures. " Then she stood up and said, "later, I'll ask the lawyer to talk with Mr. Bai. I'll go first."

"Xiaoyou!" White ink cold urgent, a pull her hand, eyes full of pain: "you have to take me from your world to strip all give up?"

Oh.

Why did she not suffer?

But what can she do? She and Bai Mohan are doomed to be unable to be together now. The broken lotus roots will only bring more pain!

"Yes Biting her teeth, she threw her hand away.

"Well A pain of dull hum from white ink cold lips overflow, small you worry about looking back, only to see his handsome face pale, the forehead out of the bean big sweat.

"What's the matter with you?"

"No, it's OK." Bai Mohan bit his teeth. The wound he suffered last night has not been bandaged yet. The unhealed wound has been torn open by such a strong force, and the red blood flows down.

"Are you hurt?" His white shirt was soon red with blood. Xiaoyou's pupil shrank, and he quickly came forward to hold his arm and opened his sleeve. The wound on the arm, deep visible bone, all around also faint some want to inflame symptom, how can be so serious injury?

Bai Mo Han's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at her worried appearance, her heart seemed to be soaked in vinegar, sour: "don't you go?"

Small leisurely lift Mou, discontented stare him one eye, now is say this of time? "Wait here." A white ink cold press, she went out in a hurry.

But after a while, she ran back with a medicine box in her hand: "give me your hand."

White Mo Han looked at her serious small face, did not speak, cleverly handed the hand in the past.

He hurt too deeply, just looking at Xiaoyou can feel the pain, but the alcohol rubbed on, but did not see the man make any sound, she looked up in doubt, met a pair of eyes as deep as the night sky, disturbed her heart "sudden" jump, and hurriedly lowered her head.

After simple bandaging, Xiaoyou is still a little worried: "you'd better go to the hospital, if it's inflamed, it's bad." "Good." White ink cold low should be.